Straight Up to the Light (Talking to Myself)

(Don Grolnick/Judy Niemack)

A shadow falls in an empty room, alone, on a quiet afternoon.

Once a child, pure motion and light,

Now I’m grown, with questions to ask the night,

Are you there? Are you listening?

And the night reveals her first star….

Hey, are you listening?

Can you hear me now?

How can I reach you?

Won’t you tell me now? How?

Speak like an angel,

Help me find my way,

Show me the right path,

Turn the night to day, now!

Deep in a silent place, far beyond my mind, I heard a voice reply:

“Race through the night, straight up to the light.”

Hold to the vision clear in your mind’s eye,

To be with angels you must learn to fly: try!

Let me fly, let me fly, let me fly!

Can you hear me?

Are you listening in this dark night?

Lead me skyward; guide my first flight.

Can you hear me, hear my calling?

Will you catch me when I’m falling?

Try!

Fly through the sunset woods,

High beyond the sky,

Fly past the clouds of doubt,

Race thru the night,

Straight up to the light.